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Author’s Note: This takes place after the movie, only Dominic never told Letty he loved her. I happen to love the relationship between Dom and Letty, but wanted a story with a different relationship.



Summary: Brian gets a phone call from his father saying his sister, Nicollette, has been kidnapped by someone Dominic knows. He goes to Dom for help. Dom agreed, never expecting to fall for Brian’s kid sister.



Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters featured in the movie The Fast and the Furious. All I own is original characters and storyline.





Part One.



Brian’s Home. . .



Brian was sitting in the kitchen, eating a bowl of Wheaties for his breakfast when the phone rang. Hoping it was Mia, he rushed to answer it.

“Hello?”

“Brian, this is your father.”

“Dad. Hi. Everything okay?” His father never called him. His mother did, but his father never did. Especially not this early.

“No.”

“Mom?”

“She’s fine.”

“Then what?”

“It’s Nicollette. She’s been kidnapped.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Some guy- Ramon Douglass according to the finger print analysis.”

“You’ve had enough time to do a finer print analysis and you didn’t call me before now?”

“We couldn’t get a hold of you. We needed to tell you ourselves.”

“Don’t worry Dad, I’ll get her back.”

“Thanks son.”

“Bye.” Brian grabbed the keys to the car the precinct was letting him use-an unmarked cop car, and headed out the door. He called in a search to see where he lived and headed to the precinct to pick up blue prints to his place if possible.

Luckily, Ramon Douglass was already wanted, so blue prints were available. Blue prints in hand, Brian got ready to go visit Dominic. Dominic would know how to get his baby sister out of Douglass’s safely. He pulled up in front of Dom’s house and walked up to the front door. Leon was the one who answered the door.

“Brian. Or should I call you officer?”

“No. I’m not here on cop business. Is Dom around?”

“He’s out back,” Mia said, walking into the room.

“Thanks. Can I talk to you later?” he asked. Mia nodded and Brian exited the front door and made his way around back. Dominic was under the hood of the 10-second car Brian had given him to get away in.

“Mia, can you hand me that wrench?” Dom asked, not moving or looking away from his job, just pointing. Brian grabbed the wrench and put it in Dominic’s waiting palm.

“Thanks.”

“Sure.” Dom looked up.

“Well I’ll be damned.” Brian smiled. “Whaddya want?” Dominic tensed, as if preparing got vacate the property or beat the shit out of Brian.

“I’m not here to arrest you. I’m not here on cop business,” Brian assured him.

“I’m not gonna say it again after this. What do you want?”

“Your help.” Dominic threw back his head and laughed.

“My help? You want my help?” Dominic laughed. The thought of him wanted by a cop for help was enough to make him double over with laughter.

“My sister, Nicki.”

“Not my problem,” Dominic wiped his hands on an already oily cloth.

“She’s been kidnapped, Dom.”

“Not my problem, Brian.”

“Okay, I hate to do this, but it looks like I’m gonna have to.”

“Do what?” came Vince’s voice.

“Hey. How’s the arm?”

“Better.”

“Vince! Leon and I need your help lifting something!” Mia called, knowing her brother and Brian were talking. Vince swore softly.

“Lift this. Move this. Do that,” he muttered. “I’m the one with the injured arm. Not Dom.”

“You were saying?” Dominic asked, putting away his tools.

“My baby sister. Precinct wants you.”

“So if I don’t help you get your sister back, I go to jail. I told you I wouldn’t go back.”

“If she’s okay, you don’t.”

“So say I help you. What would I be doing?”

“Depends. You know Ramon Douglass?”

“Why?”

“He’s who took Nicki.”

“You misewell go buy a pine box. Ramon will kill her if he hadn’t already.” Brian’s cell phone rang, interrupting Dominic.

“Hello?”

“Brian.”

“Nicki! Where are you? Are you okay? Does Douglass have you?”

“Don’t know. Yes and yes.”

“You’re sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine.”

“But she won’t be fore long!” Ramon Douglass said, taking the phone away from Nicollette.

“What do you want?”

“I’ll let you know.” They were disconnected.

“Douglass!” Brian yelled, throwing the phone across the yard. It landed with a plop in the grass.

“So she’s not dead yet. I’m surprised. Douglass killed the neighbors’ daughter after Mia turned him down.”

“I seem to recall he tried to kill me, but you stopped him,” Mia remarked, startling them.

“Yeah. Couldn’t let him kill my kid sister,” Dom said, putting his arm around Mia’s shoulders.

“Help him, Dom. If it were me, I know you’d want Brian to help you.”

“Same here!” Leon called from the back door. Vince, still not thrilled that Dom and Mia trusted him, only nodded.

“Fine. Your sister better be ready. I’m not gonna carry no little girl out of no mansion.”

“So he lives in a mansion?” Brian mused.

“Yeah, she’s probably in the. . .”

“The what?” Brian asked.

“Douglass has a vault-like room on the top floor. Works like a safe.”

“How do you know?” Brian asked as they walked toward the house.

“I was locked in it once,” came Letty’s voice.

Brian saw Dominic tense and draw in a breath of air. Letty walked up to them.

“How you doin’ Brian?”

“Good. And you?”

“Fine. Moved to Sacramento. Livin’ life.”

“Good for you,” Brian replied, wondering why Letty had moved to Sacramento and not in with Mia and Dom.

“Mia. Gotta ask you somethin’.”

“Come on in, have a drink.”

“Nah. Look you’ll be my maid of honor, won’t you?” Brian looked back and forth between Dominic and Letty, who ignored each other.

“You’re getting married? That’s wonderful! Of course I will!” Dominic walked to the house, slamming the door shut behind him. Curious as to what happened between Letty and Dom, Brian followed.

“What happened with you and Letty?”

“Long story.”

“I’m listening.”

“After you let me go the day Jesse died, Letty said she couldn’t hack it anymore. Complete shocker to everyone. This girl who wasn’t afraid of anything, was afraid one or both of us would get hurt, arrested, o worse. So she left. Said I didn’t love her enough to quit racing, so she left. Met her a doctor.”

“Wow. Sorry bro. I never thought you two would break up.”

“We were never officially together. It was for the best. I’m not looking for love.”



To be continued. . .




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